Chapter 770

"At the same time, he is also very interested in the martial arts here. He not only learned medical skills, but also practiced martial arts. After he went back, he blended the two and realized a new set of martial arts, which is called Hewu Dao."

"It's very popular here. So this time we come to Beijing, we are learning from each other, learning from each other's strong points and making progress together with traditional medicine. "

Chuannaiye spoke sincerely. After that, he bowed to everyone and said politely: "if you feel abrupt, please forgive me."

All the people on the scene looked at each other. They didn't know what the hell was going on with the people who suddenly came to the dwarf country.

Is it so easy to exchange medical skills? After all, in the eyes of all Chinese, it is not good to trace their image to history.

Jiang Yue's first thought was that those who came were not good, and he took the quintessence of Chinese culture as his own under the guise of learning.

He is not the only one who has this idea.

Jiang Yue stood up and refused: "I'm sorry, for you, some of the things uploaded by your ancestors can't be understood even if they are told to you, and the most important thing is that. Traditional Chinese medicine should not be spread abroad. "

Chuannaiye was not angry when he was rejected. He said with a smile: "you should have misunderstood me. I didn't come here to study, but to communicate."

"I like traditional Chinese medicine. Since I was a child, I have been learning traditional Chinese medicine, but there are many things that I can't understand. So I came here to see the real traditional Chinese medicine with my own eyes, and also to see what realm my medical skills have reached."

Chuannaiye thought about what words to use to describe it, and finally came to the conclusion of his behavior, "or, I'm more appropriate in the afternoon."

"I want to challenge you with Chinese medicine. After all, it's the quintessence of your country. I don't think that's too much for you. "

"Of course not." The presence of the old Chinese medicine in the heart are repressed anger, a word of a word said.

These people in the dwarfs, who have just learned a little bit, are arrogant and show off in front of them. They are all qualified old Chinese medicine doctors, representing the whole Chinese medicine. If they don't fight, won't they make people laugh and say that they are afraid of these dwarfs?

Chuannaiye succeeded with a smile, "that's good."

But Yu Jingzhe said to chuannaiye impolitely, "what's your other purpose here?"

Chuannaiye looked at Jingzhe in surprise and was very interested in his sentence, "why don't you tell me, what's the purpose of my coming here?"

"I don't know, but I guess it's not a good thing." At the same time, Yu Jingzhe stares at the look on chuannaiye's face to see something.

After all, he believes in his intuition. Chuannaiye seems to be a very easy person to get along with, but in fact, he has a gloomy aura, and even the ferocious aura, which he can detect from such a distance. It's definitely not just a simple exchange of medical skills here.

"Ha ha ha, in addition to medical skills, I am also interested in Chinese martial arts. I want to have a good fight this time, but I haven't seen a real expert for a while, which makes me a little disappointed." Chuannaiye shook his head.

"Disappointed? Don't say it too early. You left with despair. " Yu Jingzhe said with a smile and an unpredictable look, "but I have to say that I really admire your courage. After all, not only medical skills, but also martial arts you have learned have been passed down from China. You have only learned a little."

"Ha ha, I also admit what you said, but I can't agree with one point. Over the years, we have developed our own culture through constant exploration and improvement. But you... " Chuannaiye shook his head from the bottom of his heart, "I'm afraid he's already lost everything. Martial arts, medicine, tea ceremony, I'm afraid there's nothing left."

Yu Jingzhe clenched his fists tightly on both sides, but then he could only loosen them gradually.

The people of this dwarf country are right in saying that these things are exactly the problems they are facing.

Young people are fascinated by the colorful world outside. Traditional things are not enough to arouse their interest. It's lucky that they can get a touch of Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting.

More and more people don't regard martial arts as orthodoxy, but like Taekwondo, judo and so on. It sounds very sad.

"Although what you said is not pleasant to hear, but to the point, I can't refute that." Yu Jingzhe raised his head and said to the eyes of uekawa Naiye.

More and more people, like the culture of other countries, regard the history of their own country, which has been silent for thousands of years, as dross and do not pay attention to it.

But people outside attach importance to these dross, and the reality is full of irony.

"Say what you want to do." Yu Jingzhe said with a smile"Traditional Chinese medicine believes that if people eat grains, they will inevitably develop diseases. Let's make a diagnosis for each other in the first round. " Chuannaijia said with a smile.

"Yes, please." Yu Jingzhe casually put his wrist in front of them.

Chuannaijia is five or six meters away from Jingzhe. She just turns slightly and makes a soft sound. Two silk threads, which are as thin as silk, suddenly fly out of her sleeve and wrap around Jingzhe's wrist.

Chuannaijia's right hand is on the red silk thread, and she is still attentive to the sting.

"Hanging silk to feel pulse?"

The old Chinese medicine doctors at the scene saw the move, and some people could not help but stand up.

Apart from shock, they don't know how to describe their feelings at this moment.

Hanging silk for pulse diagnosis is a way left over from ancient times for imperial concubines. Because of the problem of the superiority and inferiority of men and women, the imperial doctor tied a silk thread to the wrist of the imperial concubines for pulse diagnosis to show respect.

But with this method, we must rely on the hand feeling from the silk thread to guess the pulse condition. At the same time, this method of pulse diagnosis is extremely complex, and if we are not careful, there will be deviation.

With the flow of air, the weight and feeling of silk thread will make the final result deviate, and only a small number of imperial doctors will use this.

In front of this dwarf woman, she could feel her pulse with the legendary hanging silk. It seems that the other person has some ability after all.

In Jingzhe is also Leng a Leng, in front of a few people also can't use the beginning of contempt.